Madam, president loves you secrectly

Winber's car drove leisurely on the highway, crossing one road after another at the specified speed, and there was a trance shadow in front of the window. Song Manxi sat in the back seat, dragged his cheeks and leaned against the window. He looked thoughtfully at the scenery along the line. Looking down from top to bottom, he was dazzled by man-made forests, flowers and overpasses.

She was not very familiar with Wen Bo, who had just been a driver in Jun's family for three years. She didn't know too many topics, and she didn't know whether others were willing to talk to her, so she just said hello politely before getting on the bus, and then continued to think about what she had just talked to Yao Yushu.

It seems that brother Junxiao's life in Jun's house is not as superior and happy as she imagined, even with compulsion. After his mother's death, he was forcibly brought back to Jun's house and separated from his grandmother. She wondered several times whether brother Junxiao hated Jun's house? He resented and complained about Grandpa Jun's killing his parents many years ago, his father's indifference to his mother, and his father's sudden betrayal.

Sometimes, once emotional things involve family affection, they will become messy.

Song Manxi sighed impatiently, forcing himself not to continue thinking. The more he thought, the more he had no outlet.

"Miss Song." wenber drove the car and looked at her every move through the rearview mirror. Then he called her low.

Song Manxi left the window with his arm, looked up and smiled, "what's the matter, Wenbo?"

Song Manxi fell asleep very late. It seemed to others that she was confused, so as not to be aware of everything around her, but just now she was completely immersed in her own world.

Wenbo raised his head, his hands still flexibly grasped the steering wheel, looked at her from the rearview mirror, and then lowered his head. There was inevitably a burst of smile and relief at the bottom of his eyes: "Miss Song should still be thinking about young master Junxiao and master?"

Song Manxi was a little stunned, like the embarrassment of being found out the little secret in his heart. Then he lowered his eyes and stirred his fingers uneasily. The girl's mind is sometimes so contradictory. He never knows what he is doing for, but he will feel very uneasy after others guess his thoughts at the bottom of his heart.

But Wilbur took the initiative to mention it.

She said tentatively: "Uncle Wen, just call me sissy like mother Wang. By the way, after I left Jiangcheng, you should have watched brother Junxiao grow up? How has brother Junxiao been these years? What's the matter with Grandpa Jun? I know aunt Yao may have a lot of things that are inconvenient to tell me and may have her own pain, but I want to know, so you Can you tell me? "

Song Manxi knows that perhaps she can't find the answer she wants in this middle-aged old uncle. Even according to the rules of Grandpa Jun's family, it must be silent to serve the jun family. However, song Manxi still wants to try. Maybe she can find some problems in him.

She wants brother Junxiao to come back and continue to complete his music studies and live a better life. Maybe he is still happy with his grandmother now, but brother Junxiao's grandmother can't accompany him all the time. Isn't it? The environment that the jun family can create will give him a better future.

Instead of going to school as it is now, and only working outside, at this age, we should pursue the future rather than waste it.